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Sunday, January 20, 2008

Turn Down the Volume

Remember all my anxiety about Cakes not talking? I didn’t know a good thing when I had it. The gal is making up for lost time, and she has only one volume setting—excruciatingly loud.

My day starts with a sound more irritating than the loudest alarm, and even though we don’t even sleep on the same floor, she might as well be in the same room.

“Mommy! Mom-MY! MOMMY! GET UP!”

My plaintive shouts of “please, just a little more sleep!” are immediately terminated with, “NO! GET UP MOMMY!”

I’ve blogged before about my frustration with Cakes’ frequent use of the word “no”. Now her favourite word is “why”.

Met: Cakes, please take your finger out of your nose/ear/diaper.

Cakes: Why?

Met: Because it’s rude.

Cakes: Why?

Met: Because your nose/ear/ass is dirty.

Cakes: Why?

Met: Because I said so.

Cakes: Why?

Met: fuck fuck fuck

Today we spent five hours in total in the car. When we weren’t singing “Wheels on the Bus” at the top of our lungs, we were counting the cows in Spanish. Or asking, “Where are the COWS, Mommy? Where COWS! MOMMY, WHERE COWS!!!”

Oh, how I miss the days of grunting and pointing.




She’s never been more annoying; she’s never been more endearing.

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20 Comments:

Anonymous Naomi (Urban Mummy) said...

Oh, those "whys" are killer. Sometimes I just have to stop, take a deep breath and remind myself that my son is not trying to be annoying on purpose.

Enjoy it, though. It's such fun when they start to tell you about things that they saw / did !

7:49 PM  
Blogger Beck said...

Oh, it's true! I spent so much of my kids infancy wishing they'd talk and then SUDDENLY THEY COULD.

8:38 PM  
Blogger crazymumma said...

haha. I can hardly wait to chat with her. She is gorgeous!

8:43 PM  
Blogger Mac and Cheese said...

I spend several hours a day answering, "WHAT'S THAT?" I try to deter her by giving her wrong answers when I know she knows the right one. I'm hoping she decides that she knows more than me and stops asking.

9:52 PM  
Blogger Lauren said...

Your daughter gets more precious every day, seriously. Even though she can be annoying, it must be hard to look at that face and stay frustrated for too long!

Thanks for the comment - I'm glad things are good, too. It was also great to see you! I adore pub nights, but we should have lunch one day, too.

11:33 PM  
Blogger GHD said...

I've been really worried about my son not talking lately...

I guess the grunting and pointing is a good thing, huh? :-)

11:50 PM  
Blogger nomotherearth said...

We have conversations like that - I just keep answering till he gets bored or stars laughing at me. Our conversations are inevitably rather surreal.

5:17 AM  
Blogger SciFi Dad said...

In the words of Homer Simpson, "The sooner kids learn to talk, the sooner kids talk back."

And... she isn't calling you "Buddy" anymore?

7:54 AM  
Blogger something blue said...

Why does she look so darn cute? Those pigtails are the best!

4:41 PM  
Blogger Mrs. Chicky said...

I've got the same problem. Why the hell did we ever want them to start talking?!

6:10 PM  
Blogger b*babbler said...

Hmm... I'm reassessing the good thing we've got going on right now :)

8:24 PM  
Blogger metro mama said...

Scifi Dad: I wondered who'd be the first to notice! Yes, sadly she calls me mommy now. I miss buddy.

9:57 PM  
Anonymous Winston said...

I had twelve solid months of "What's that?" twenty times a day. I tried to answer when I didn't know that he knew the answer, but if I'd already told him the same thing multiple times, I'd say "What do you think?" or "You tell me."

11:13 PM  
Blogger Jer said...

Lovely, just lovely. Why do i find your frustration so amusing? It's a cute frustration :)

9:17 AM  
Blogger Angela said...

For years we kept trying to convince our children that the car ride game "who can be quietest the longest" was the best thing...no takers. But just a few weeks ago, we had a one hour long car ride that was filled with pure blissful silence, it has only happened once, but I keep hoping the game will hold its allure, our sanity depends on it.

11:04 AM  
Blogger kittenpie said...

Ha! Mine is very verbal and always was - there are days when my response to everything is just, "Pleeeeease, Pumpkinpie! I'm just trying to do ONE thing here!" becuase she just never stops. But still, the stories she tells me and the songs are just too fab.

11:55 AM  
Blogger ewe are here said...

Oh, the 'whys'! I know them well...

But look how cute she is!

5:50 PM  
Blogger Kyla said...

KayTar doesn't know what why means, but she does know EXACTLY where to place them. So anytime I say "No." she says "Why nooooooot?" perfect whininess and everything. But she doesn't have any clue what it means. LOL.

10:23 AM  
Anonymous Haylee's Gifts said...

My 3 year old son, just started with the WHYS!!??? and it is driving all of us nutty!! LOL

12:26 PM  
Blogger petite gourmand said...

cows in Spanish...impressive.
though not surprising.
the other day lulu asked me how to say Racoon in French.
ummm....le racoon?
annoying & endearing is the perfect way to describe this "why" phase.

10:07 PM  

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